Poems about andros (3 Poems)


    Moloch In State Street (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)

    THE moon has set: while yet the dawnBreaks cold and gray,Between the midnight and the mornBear off your prey!On, swift and still! the conscious streetIs panged and stirred;Tread light! that fall of serried feetThe dead have heard!The first drawn blood … Continue reading →



    The Charter Oak (Hattie Howard Poems)

    I seem to see the old tree stand,   Its sturdy, giant form  A spectacle remembered, and  A pilgrim-shrine for all the land   Before it met the storm.   Unnumbered gales the tree defied;   It towered like a king  Above his courtiers, reaching wide,  And sheltering scions at its … Continue reading →



    The Pine Tree (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)

    LIFT again the stately emblem on the Bay State’s rusted shield,Give to Northern winds the Pine-Tree on our banner’s tattered field.Sons of men who sat in council with their Bibles round the board,Answering England’s royal missive with a firm, “Thus … Continue reading →